"It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Last night the hordes descended on our house. It was the best kind of horde, one filled with good food, kids and laughter. Every Sunday evening we get together with some of our favorite people in the world--2 families that we have known for so long that we can hardly remember a time when they weren't part of our lives. In our hearts, they are family. The ones who know us inside and out, who've seen us at our ugliest and love us anyway. Friends who have come to our house with a bag of groceries when we were going through hard times, that laugh and cry with us. Friends who will drop everything to pray for us. These are friends who love our kids, their homes a safe place for our family to just be who they are. What precious gifts to us, these loud, fun, loving families.
Next week, our family will be part of the descending horde as we switch houses weekly. It will be the same...the giant pot of soup, yummy bread and a little something sweet. Decaf and tea will be served up with lots of laughter and love. We will speak together of all kinds of randomness, of things we are struggling with, of good things that God is doing. It will be loud. Kids will be running around, watching videos on Ipads, playing games, wreaking general havoc. But at the end of the evening, we will all gather in one (very crowded!) room to talk about our Father. There is no "Christian" book to discuss, no workbook to fill out, no dvd to watch. It is just a time when kids and adults alike sit down to talk, share, vent, debate, laugh, cry and, at the end, to pray together before heading out the door for another busy 7 days. What a wonderful way to begin the week. Ah, the blessings of true friends.